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I wrote this in a very nostalgic mood, while listening to the haunting sounds of the uilleann pipe;

"What is this I feel every time I see pictures of the wild rugged landscape of Ireland and Scotland…the Celtic grounds.

What is this I feel every time I hear the sound of ancient Celtic music…the raw, rasping sounds of history, the pain, beauty, knowledge and love.

It’s as if I’ve just stood up out of time, that I’ve become a part of that time.

A woman that came…